I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1471 - Chapter 1471 Chapter 722 Variables_2

Chapter 1471: Chapter 722: Variables_2 Chapter 1471: Chapter 722: Variables_2 And beside him, an excited Tang Zheng couldn’t help but swing his fists forcefully, exclaiming, “This is great, this is great.”

What warriors fear the most are hidden injuries and residual poison. A fierce battle could very well sever the path of an exceptionally talented warrior from ever becoming a grandmaster.

Deeply understanding his brother’s passion for martial arts, Tang Zheng naturally didn’t want to see Tang Peng suffer from any lingering illnesses due to some petty thugs, which would leave him in despondency.

Walking to the bedside, he excitedly said, “Big brother, did you hear that? You will be completely recovered in only seven days!”

Tang Peng turned his head to look at his excited brother, then his gaze passed over to his worried mother and wife, before he painfully closed his eyes and fell back onto the sickbed.

This scene left everyone feeling chilled to the bone, as their gazes shifted towards Tang Qingyi’s face.

The healer looked back at the man with his eyes tightly shut, showing a pained expression, and sighed almost imperceptibly, then turned to the others and said, “Brother Peng has just awakened and needs rest. Open the northwest window lattices for ventilation. Don’t all crowd in the room.”

So it was, everyone quickly nodded in agreement, except Xiao Jirou, who struggled to hold back tears as she asked, “And what about this medicine?”

“No need for anyone to stay, just prepare the medicine and bring it to the room, the patient needs to rest, now, everyone, please leave.”

Tang Qingyi repeated her statement with added emphasis, as the servants who thought their presence might be disturbing Tang Peng hastily left, followed by Tang Zheng and Xiao Jirou, who was supporting Tang Peng’s mother.

In a short while, the vast chamber was left with only Tang Qingyi alone.

“I can only help you this far, they are your family after all; you can’t keep faking illness and avoid seeing them forever.”

After she had said this, Tang Qingyi also stepped out of the sickroom, and from behind came an almost imperceptible “Thank you”. The healer sighed, closed the door, and left Tianpeng Mansion.

In the silent sickroom, Tang Peng opened his eyes, which were full of humiliation and rage – dissatisfaction with his own powerlessness.

If only he had been more cautious at that time, he would never have fallen for that hook-nosed man’s tricks. But of course, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Perhaps, this is the fate of those with mediocre talents–to strive with all their might yet always fall just a bit short.

Unconsciously, his fists clenched tightly under the brocade quilt.

“I really am, too weak!”

…

Aran Mountain Restricted Area

As the most important strategic arrangement of the Tang Clan at the moment, the south side of the rear mountain of Aran had become a sealed off military area.

The guards on patrol were warriors from the Order, attended by loyal servants of three generations, and even the medicine had to be prepared by herbalists of the clan’s own bloodline who were thoroughly trusted.

And it was such a seriously regarded and glorified area that, to this day, only fifteen people had lived there.

It was led by Tang Bin, including nine warriors from the main and secondary lines of the Tang Clan.

Two from the Xiao family, two from the Marshal Star Pavilion, and one from the Righteous Business Group.

This was the entirety of the god-making project over the years. It has to be said that cultivation is a very personal matter – even a group of people with the same talent starting together will vary in the speed of their accumulation of Spiritual Power.

In life, there’s no guarantee of no accidents; even if you slack off just one day a month, you would be twelve days behind the projected schedule.

Persevering through wind and rain, decade after decade is easier said than done. How many can truly achieve it?

But Tang Luo had enough patience, and when the day of the great battle arrived, this band of warriors forged from the god-making project would shock the entire Xiehe.

However, looking at the current situation, the only one who might be of some use, it seemed, was Tang Bin alone.

The issue of spiritual power exhaustion remained an old problem. In the remaining fourteen days, one must first cultivate “Cold Rain Ripple Intent” to a minor level of achievement to barely escape the predicament of spiritual power depletion; this was the price to be paid for obtaining great power through shortcuts.

Following routine, Tang Luo visited everyone together with Yun Xiu, and after reviewing the progress of the fourteen individuals, he proceeded to the old instructor’s cultivation chamber.

As the true first experimenter of the God Creation Project, Tang Bin’s progress was the best among all, mainly reflected in the advanced pace of the secret spiritual cultivation focused on strengthening one’s divinity and soul.

Yet, contrary to the usual scenes of either brutally exhausting spiritual power or tempering the body, Tang Bin was slumped on the meditation cushion, staring blankedly at the cave wall.

Following Tang Bin’s gaze, one could see that a simple strategic map had been added to the stone wall, with Lingjiang as the center, clearly marking the forces in all directions.

“The old instructor’s memory is impressive; marking all these spots suitable for building defensive lines indicates he has frequently studied military strategy and tactics!” Tang Luo commented as he inspected the progress of the group.

Designing battles for more than a hundred people was never a mere brute-force affair. Centuries of raiding had prompted the Tang Clan to establish a complete system of small unit tactics, and even now, in this conflict with rival factions, the Tang Clan instinctively adopted their favored style of combat.

Each group, comprised of two to three combat teams, was distributed at various depths in the trenches. If commanded properly,

the opposing group of equal strength would suffer losses equal to the number of defenders when trying to advance a hundred miles.

This style of four-pronged surprise attacks, contrasted with the approach of achieving victory with a single gesture, had achieved tremendous success in the previous probing skirmishes with the Evil King Palace.

Tang Bin’s in-depth research was evident from this strategic map.

“If the old instructor takes charge of the western frontline, following the plan on this map, deploying five to six squads of elite small teams throughout these vast mountains, combined with the tens of thousands of elite troops scattered in the mountains, even if the Mu Family launches a full-scale assault, they will struggle to breach this defense zone without the Fierce Realm; brilliant!” Tang Luo admired, though he himself was not versed in military strategy, he recognized the significance after glancing at the map on the wall, and praised Tang Bin, “With the old instructor personally overseeing it, even if the grandmaster of the Mu Family brings troops over, he’ll be stuck outside!”

Tang Bin cast a listless glance at Tang Luo and spoke in a tired voice, “Wipe it off.”

“Why erase such an exquisite strategic map?”

A giant palm, formed out of spiritual power, suddenly appeared in the cave and gently wiped the wall. A harsh scraping sound was followed by a cloud of dust rising.

Tang Luo stepped back several paces, narrowly avoiding the dust from contaminating his white garment, but missed the chance to save the strategic map.

Dispelling the spiritual palm, Tang Bin spoke faintly, “The complete deployment and variation chart were already handed to the clan leader, but he forbade me from participating in battle, even from leading any teams.”

“Why is that?”

Tang Luo was taken aback, “Right now in the God Creation Project, you’re one of our main combat forces, and you’ve already shown your face at the hero’s challenge. It’s impossible to hide it!”

“I have no idea what he’s thinking.”

Tang Bin complained bitterly, not even using an honorific term, instead simply referring to ‘him’: “It’s not just me who is forbidden from participating in battle, but all those who are part of the God Creation Project. With the Longxi Alliance surrounded by enemies, now is not the time to hide our strength!”

“Hmm… maybe the clan leader has a better plan.”

Unable to find a way to justify Tang Zhi’s actions, Tang Luo scratched his head and said, “Not just you, the old instructor, but I also have to go back to Yuanzhou with my second uncle.”

“This is nonsense!”

Tang Bin furrowed his brow, “With you in Lanshan City, grandmasters from all four major clans dare not act rashly. Your performance in the battle at Diancang Mountain has made the whole of Xiehe aware that you’re a force to be reckoned with, on par with grandmasters. Until they figure out how to counter your Spirit Art of reflecting attacks, they wouldn’t dare to provoke carelessly. But if you leave, these grandmaster-led clans will surely be spurred into action, drawing a significant portion of our clan’s forces into the fray and leaving us on the back foot!”

Shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands, Tang Luo could only express his helplessness and regret.

He was aware of such matters, but with things already at this stage, it was too late to refuse. He tried to offer some comfort to Tang Bin, “It shouldn’t be a big problem, the Xu Clan’s merchant ships are very fast. After escorting my younger brother and sister to Ying City and reporting back to the Sword Master, I can cross the South Sea and return in just a few days.”

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